"it!"

The first to speak and shout was Fang Zixin,

Fang Zixin felt that her brain seemed to be a little dizzy, and for the first time, she found that she was actually dizzy.

Ding Longze also didn't know the number 7 a little.

OK is 710...... Isn't it 310?

He looked at it a few times, and it was 710 points, not 310 points.

He shook his head, still not convinced, this is a score that a normal person can take? Is this the score of someone who is half genetically and half blood-related to him?

Ding Longze recognized his other half of the gene for the first time in his heart.

It's okay, it's okay. Half of his genes are at least excellent.

Fang Zixin always thought that Lin Zhi's pretending to be a convict was disgusting. In fact, it still depends on the person to pretend to be forced.

Bai Mang's later sentence made Fang Zixin feel for the first time, and there was such a moving and pleasant pretending tone.

Bai Mang said lightly: "This score is two points lower than I expected." ”

Tut!

It also costs human life!

It's already been very cruel to Lin Zhi's six hundred and eight.

That's right!

What is the ranking of the provincial ranking with this score?

The total score is followed by the ranking, which shows the single-digit ranking: seventh in the province.

This single number once again stimulated the hearts of Fang Zixin and Ding Longze.

Don't call Bai Mang Bai Mang...... It's called Qimang.

-

There was a whoow chirping from downstairs, was it the children who were arguing?

Fang Yuhuan rolled twice on the bed and got up. She touched her forehead with a headache, her ten fingers were white and tender, and each one was fat and swollen, as if it had been soaked in water.

Pulling on the soft lady's slippers, Fang Yuhuan took the elevator downstairs.

It is Ding Jingkai's intention to arrange Bai Mang on the first floor, for fear that Bai Mang will not fit in with this family to avoid embarrassment. Fang Yuhuan felt bad, after all, the first floor was a guest bedroom converted into a utility room.

The little girls are sensitive, and they will be sad to find themselves arranged in the utility room.

But on the day Bai Mang came, she was outside to participate in the public welfare activities of the Ning Yuan Association.

Fang Yuhuan walked out of the elevator and was about to reprimand Fang Zixin and Ding Longze, but she saw a scene that surprised her.

Her two enemies, Zixin held Bai Mang tightly in her arms, while Long Ze held the computer, his eyes were almost fixed on the computer, and he was still reading a string of numbers in his mouth: "125148146......"

I don't know what to read, I'm stunned.

Fang Yuhuan walked up to a pair of children and knocked on Fang Zixin's head with a concubine fan: "You pinch it again, pinch it twice and try it, the little mangoes are ripe by you." ”

Fang Zi happily let go of Bai Mang. She's not pinching, she's excited.

The concubine finally got up. Bai Mang showed a little smile, and obediently raised his head and called Fang Yuhuan: "Aunt Fang, good afternoon." ”

"Good afternoon, Mang'er." Fang Yuhuan immediately smiled gently, and his fat eyebrows and eyes were full of affinity.

Bai Mang is going to be melted away by this affinity.

Then, Fang Zixin got up from the sofa, held the whole person in the middle of the living room like a pole, and said to Fang Yuhuan: "Mom, do you know how much Bai Mang scored in the college entrance examination?" ”

"How many points?" Fang Yuhuan laughed again, the kind of smile that didn't want to put pressure on Bai Mang.

"Guess!" Fang Zixin began to put on the score.

This can make Fang Yuhuan embarrassed, it's not good to guess too much or too little. guessed less, for fear that Bai Mang would misunderstand himself and look down on her; The guess is high, it's even worse, and the little girl's thin skin is even more troublesome to be embarrassed.

This is really a test of her emotional intelligence and intelligence.

The number that Ding Longze read in front of him, 125148......

12？ 51？ And 48?

…… It doesn't seem right.

Fang Yuhuan looked at Bai Mang, then at Fang Zixin and Ding Longze, and looked at their reactions, Bai Mang should have passed the exam this time.

…… It should be like Fang Zixin who did well in the exam last year.

"I guess it's undergraduate." Fang Yuhuan said seriously, and guessed a big shot.

"You can guess even higher." If she didn't say anything, it was her son Ding Longze who threw it at her.

Fang Yuhuan was slightly surprised.

Could it be that her family ...... Lao Ding's family is going to give birth to the first key student?

"Five hundred and fifty-five!" Fang Yuhuan bet.

In response to her son's cynicism, the ridicule with a sigh -

"It's worthy of being wholesaled, and there's a fraction of a penny."

Fang Yuhuan smashed Ding Longze, and his tone was very strong: "Stinky boy, try it again arrogantly!" ”

"Don't hesitate to be bold." Fang Zixin also helped.

Fang Yuhuan's eyes widened: "Is there six hundred?" ”

"Oh, I've said it all, be bold!" Ding Longze was impatient.

With this breath, Fang Yuhuan was impatient, and directly snatched the laptop in Ding Longze's hand, and glanced directly at the score displayed in the scoring system.

She looked at the scores of each subject one by one, and it was very unfamiliar, they were all test scores that she had never seen in more than ten years. Since Fang Zixin and Ding Longze both went to high school, the scores she has seen are all scattered.

Thirty or forty, forty or fifty.

Sometimes it's in the single digits.

This point?

You can go to Landa!

Bai Mang sat obediently on the sofa, his head tilted slightly, with a little smile on his face, like a child waiting to be praised.

Next to him, Fang Zixin hugged Bai Mang's shoulders and asked Fang Yuhuan with great pride: "This point, Lao Ding should reward it well." ”

"It must be rewarded, a big reward!" Although Fang Yuhuan is considered a stepmother...... Phew, Bai Mang's temporary mother, is also very excited that Bai Mang has achieved such results.

In front of her in the bedroom, she was still sour Ding Mingwei's sentence "Mother's glory", but she didn't expect that so soon, the glory of her family would come.

She really ...... I really want to pick peaches.

"Mang'er, you did so well in the exam, call your mother and make her happy!" Fang Yuhuan wanted to pick peaches again, but he still thought of Bai Mang's biological mother, cultivating children is different, and it is even more difficult to cultivate a high-achieving student.

Bai Mang looked stunned and said, "I will...... She should be able to think of it, though. ”

Even if Bai Hui is happy, she will not be like Fang Yuhuan, her eyebrows are happy and she is happy.

Speaking of Bai Hui, Bai Mang's face had a faint expression, and there was still a little bit of loss that she couldn't even detect.

But there's only one point, and it's hard to see.

Fang Yuhuan naturally didn't know what Bai Hui's personality was, so he took Bai Mang's hand and touched it. I just feel that the hand that takes care of the little mango is not as thin as she looks.

It is soft, the skin is very delicate, and the fingers are delicate and slender.

"Auntie is happy, happy for you." Fang Yuhuan patted Bai Mang's hand and asked Bai Mang, "What reward do you want?" Aunties are rewarded to you, LV, gucci, Burberry? ”

Bai Mang obediently responded to Fang Yuhuan's kindness, his eyes were moist, as if he was choking with fresh water waves.

"Auntie, I like whatever you choose."

Woo! It's so well-behaved. is not like Fang Xiaoxin, who picks and chooses.

Fang Yuhuan: "Okay, then Auntie think about it." ”

Bai Mang smiled lightly, his eyes were crooked, and he was very satisfied.

Next to him, Fang Zixin and Ding Longze looked at Bai Mang together, if they pretended to be ranked, at this moment they all felt that Bai Mang was the king, and Lin Zhi's guy was a broken bronze.

-

"Aaron, why are you at home? What day of the week is it? Finally, the focus returned to Ding Longze.

Ding Longze looked at Fang Yuhuan, suddenly clutched his stomach and said, "...... I have an upset stomach today. ”

Immediately, Fang Yuhuan raised his arm and slashed towards Ding Longze.

"You slippery head, but learn from your sister!"

Bai Mang: "......"

Fang Zixin was also speechless: "......"

Before Bai Mang came, Fang Yuhuan taught Ding Longze what he said: "Don't learn from your sister." ”

Tut.

Realistic woman.

-

Lying on the big bed in the bedroom and turning over, Bai Mang still sent a screenshot of his college entrance examination score to Bai Hui.

Indeed, as she guessed in her heart, Bai Hui simply replied with one word: "Hmm." ”

Bai Mang looked at this, imagining Bai Hui's reply to the message, it is estimated that he was dizzy when he typed the keyboard, swept to the message she sent, and replied casually.

"Have you had lunch?" She sent it to Bai Hui again.

Bai Hui sent a photo, the takeaway box was placed on the table, it was a chain of takeaway Japanese sushi brands.

"Just arrived."

"Sushi cools down quickly in an air-conditioned room, so eat it quickly." Bai Mang sent another sentence, admonishing.

Bai Hui sent her another um.

This chat, if you take a screenshot to show others, it is difficult to see which of the two is the daughter.

How to describe her mother-daughter relationship with Bai Hui.

Mother's love is there, but not much.

-

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Yuhuan posted a circle of friends and took a screenshot of Bai Mang's college entrance examination scores. For protection, the name of Bai Mang was also intimately marked with a mosaic.

She referred to Ding Mingwei in the circle of friends copywriting, but she was more domineering than Ding Mingwei.

Ding Mingwei is just "the glory of the mother", Fang Yuhuan changed it and became, "the glory of the family".

Because the picture is a screenshot of more than 700 points, it's not too much.

In the past few years, Fang Yuhuan has been dazzling, and he has never shown off his children's grades, and this time he directly showed off his college entrance examination score of more than 700 points.

There are many people who like it, and there are many people who question it.

It can't be a distant relative, right?

In short, the more familiar people are with Fang Yuhuan, the more suspicious they are, and Ding Mingwei is the one who doesn't believe it.

—

Bai Mang didn't expect that if he checked his own score, it would become the glory of the family.

At dinner, whether it was Ding Jingkai or Fang Yuhuan, they all added chicken legs to her. The two of them behaved too exaggeratedly, discussing whether to put on a banquet or something.

After dinner, Ding Longze was even more playful, pretending to be a good student, took out a book from his schoolbag, and pointed to a question to ask Bai Mang humbly: "This question, help your brother talk about it." ”

Originally, Fang Zixin was going to take Bai Mang and Da Meng to an Internet celebrity shop in the city to do their hair in the evening.

Finally, Bai Mang gave Ding Longze a good lecture in a few words.

Ding Longze still wanted to ask two questions.

Bai Mang gagged him with words: "This question is too simple, you will definitely do it." ”

Ding Longze finally stopped in moderation, afraid of exposing his stupidity.

The atmosphere of this home seems to have never been so studious.

Fang Yuhuan looked at Ding Longze and looked at the book, I really hope that Bai Mang can live in this house for a long time.

However, Bai Mang set his eyes on Fang Zixin and smiled shallowly at Fang Zixin.

Fang Zixin drooped his head, put his hands in his pockets, pretended to be indifferent, and walked out of the Ding family house without saying a word.

Just when Bai Mang gave Ding Longze a lecture, she called Bai Mang several times, but Bai Mang ignored her.

-

The old trees are luxuriant, and the setting sun falls on the girl's back.

Bai Mang followed Zixin.

Fang Zixin deliberately went to find Wang Yimeng.

Bai Mang still followed Fang Zixin.

Along the way, Fang Zixin didn't look back and take a look at Bai Mang.

Bai Mang has been standing quietly next to Fang Zixin, no different, as if he has decided on one thing: what Fang Zixin said to her when the two first met: "I will cover you in this home in the future." ”

-

Da Meng is ready, standing at the door of the house, carrying a delicate and cute little bag around his waist.

"You're slow!" Da Meng said anxiously, "Hurry up, I've reserved a seat, the store is on fire." ”

"Okay." Bai Mang nodded, and then she reached out and tried to take Shang Zixin's hand.

I'm sorry –

Fang Zixin was extremely skillful, and put aside Bai Mang and wanted to hold his hand. She still pretended not to care, just looked at Da Meng and said, "I'm not going today, there is something else." ”

"Ah, not going?" Da Meng's round eyes widened, "I've made an appointment." ”

"In this case, you give Bai Mang the address of the store and let her go by herself." Fang Zixin said "indifferently".

Da Meng is a sensitive person, and he suddenly noticed that there was a problem between the two. And the only person who has problems in his heart is Fang Zixin.

"Let's ...... together," Da Meng persuaded.

"In this way, you go with Bai Mang, I won't go!" Fang Zixin's tone instantly turned cold, and her hurried voice was full of fire.

"That'...... I ......" Da Meng looked at Bai Mang, who had been quiet, and Fang Zixin, who exploded for some reason, was in that tangled mood.

Doesn't that make her stand in line?

Bai Mang and Fang Zixin......

She must still be on Fang Zixin's side.

"I suddenly thought that I had something to do at night...... Da Meng pulled up an embarrassed and awkward smile, looked at Bai Mang weakly and said, "Mang'er, why don't you go by yourself, it's not far away, I'll send you the location." ”

Fang Zixin twitched his head and shook his hand in his big pants.

Hum!

Bai Mang was very silent throughout the whole process, and even her breath and breath were extremely quiet. The summer breeze slowly blew through the treetops, leaving behind a sound that was a little heavier than her presence.

The orange-red sunset seemed to be falling with the wind.

After a while, she pursed her lips and nodded in agreement: "Hmm...... Send it to me. ”

Da Meng lowered his head and hurriedly sent the location of the styling shop to Bai Mang.

Then, Fang Zixin went to Da Meng's house.

It happened that Da Meng's mother was also at the door, so she asked them, "Why don't you go?" ”

"No, we have other things." Fang Zixin said to Da Meng's mother.

Bai Mang looked at the steps that rose one step after another, and Da Meng and Fang Zixin were standing at the main entrance of the gate, because Da Meng's mother looked at her with concern, she squeezed out a gentle smile along the steps towards them.

"I'll play again next time." Da Meng's mother said to her.

Bai Mang hummed, looking beautiful and well-behaved: "Thank you, Auntie, goodbye, Auntie!" ”

After saying hello, Bai Mang turned to leave.

The voice was not soft, but it seemed to be crushed by the wind.

-

Do you really want to do your hair alone?

Or do you want to stay in a different place for a while?

Bai Mang rode on a shared electric donkey, riding alone on the street, letting the raging evening breeze smash into her face and her hair.

She swayed slowly until she looked up at the Internet café called "Twilight" at the back gate of the Eighth School in Beicheng.

Stopped the car and walked in.

Today's cashier is still the boss, Zhan Yu.

He was surprised to see her.

The words fell, and in the cash register, above a recliner, two arrogant long legs flipped over. The line of sight follows the large men's pants and is a loose letter T-shirt that obscures the owner's wide and broad chest.

Flat shoulders.

The neck and jaw are smooth and vivid.

Along the slowly rolling tip, the master suddenly raised his head, his eyes as if he had caught a glimpse of something, frowning, staring at her in confusion, and looking at her alone.

Jiang Chuanyao propped up his hands and got up naturally.

Immediately, he replaced Zhan Yu and asked her in the voice of the owner of this Internet café: "Are you looking for something again today?" ”

"How much does your family cost an hour?" Bai Mang did not answer the rhetorical question.

“25。”

Black shop.

Bai Mang wrung out a crumpled hundred pieces from his pocket.

"Open for four hours."

Zhan Yu glanced at Jiang Chuanyao, his eyebrows raised slightly, as if he was asking if he would accept the money.

"Machine Nine." Jiang Chuanyao had already arranged the machine, the No. 9 machine, which was facing the cash register.

His sight.